I've always longed for a type of soul crushing,
hearts colliding,
undying,
everlasting, and fulfilling kind of love.
The kind that stirs inside of you like fireflies in a jar
illuminating the dark abyss of the lonely nights I've managed to survive.
Perhaps, I'm asking for too much.
YOU ARE READING
Too much, too little, or never enough.
PoetryA collection of poetry written in reflection of a girl who is always labeled as too much, too little, or just never enough. ---------- There was a point in my existence in wish I once longed to no longer be. I tried to talk but was instead talked ov...
